Male God, a Little Su

Her hair was already dry, but Shen Li was reluctant to leave.

He hadn't seen this man for too long, and when he saw it again, he felt like a lifetime away. I just wish this night would never pass, just like this for a long time.

He stubbornly described her eyebrows with his eyes, as if he was about to finish his life.

It rained in the second half of the night, and the sound of water pounding against the window.

Shen Li tucked the quilt for her and lay beside her bed. A picture that I never dared to imagine in my dreams has become a reality.

When she opened her eyes, she saw her face.

This night seemed to be very long.

Shen is satisfied.

When he woke up, he found that Su Ro was still sleeping, his eyes were filled with a smile, and those eyes were like the sky washed by the rain, showing a bit of youthful cleanliness.

Even the footsteps when going out are joyful and excited.

Unfortunately--

God always likes to go against him, and what he likes, God will take away.

"Seventh brother? Why did you come out of the uncle's room?"

Shen Zuo's pupils dilated, he stepped forward in three or two steps, and grabbed Shen Li's sleeve.

I could see the folds on his clothes, as if they had been ravaged.

He felt that his heart had been stabbed, and he could barely stand still in pain. At the same time, anger surged.

"Why don't you speak? What about Uncle Huang?"

He was about to walk toward the hall when he stepped up, and the moment he passed by, his wrist was grabbed like a pincer. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't go any further.

"His Royal Highness, the uncle is still resting, don't disturb him."

"Uncle Huang is still resting, why did you come out of Uncle Huang's room? What is your intention?!"

Shen Zuo was very jealous, and he had also been obsessed with wanting the uncle to stay with him. He admitted that he wanted to satisfy his own thoughts, and he did not dare to ask for his uncle, but—

Even if he was a little closer to her, he was full of joy.

But what he can't get, why can Shen Li get it?

Facing Shen Zuo, Shen Li smiled and narrowed his eyes.

He was extremely beautiful, delicate, but not at all feminine. But for men, it is really too gorgeous, and it does not give people a sense of aggression all the time.

"What if I say that I have the same intentions as His Royal Highness?"

The young man's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, smiling like a fox.

The tone is casual.

"you!"

Shen Zuo's heart skipped a beat, as if he had nowhere to hide under Shen Li's deep eyes.

"Ben Gong doesn't want to talk to you, and you don't want to come back to the East Palace in the future. It's the right thing to recuperate in your secluded hall with peace of mind!"

"Oh? Is that so? What if the uncle wants to see me? Does His Royal Highness not allow me?"

Shen Zuo pursed his lips, his face as cold as ice.

"His Royal Highness did not know that the uncle of the emperor taught his younger brother to sing a little song last night. I never thought that the uncle of the emperor would sing so well, like the sound of heaven."

"You are bold! How dare you arrange the uncle like this!" Shen Zuo was furious.

But the more so, the more calm Shen Li seemed.

"If His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe it, you can ask the uncle in person, the younger brother will not dare to lie."

He cupped his hands, politely.

"You, you... good you Shen Li!"

Shen Zuo nodded at him, shook off his hand and was about to leave. During the dispute, he suddenly heard a cold question coming from the front.

"What are you doing?"

"Uncle!"

"Uncle Huang, but we disturbed you?" Shen Li asked softly.

Shen Zuo was extremely aggrieved, he walked over in three or two steps and grabbed Su Yan's sleeve, "Uncle Huang, did the seventh brother rest in your palace last night?"

"Oh? Is it?"